December 2010
14 posts
New year, new fear.
Everytime the year comes to an end I have this sudden ping in my brain that makes me get rid or fuck the good in my life up and go back to square one. This has been happening for well over five years, I’m not too sure why I do this.
i don’t go a day without wondering ‘what if’. i wish i could see you, i wish i could hold you, i wish i could love you.
